Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
Alicia KeysRead
I know people who've gone to jail. It don't mean you stop loving them! They deservin' love just as much in there, and maybe they needin' it more.
Interpretation
Loving someone doesn't stop because they are incarcerated; they need love more in difficult times.
This quote by Alicia Keys emphasizes the importance of unconditional love, even towards those who have faced serious mistakes or hardships, such as going to jail. It suggests that love is a fundamental human need that transcends circumstances, particularly during challenging times, and reminds us to maintain compassion and connection with those who are suffering.
In practice
In a speech about forgiveness, one might quote this to highlight the power of love.
Why give up before we try Feel the lows before the highs Clip our wings before we fly away I can't say I came prepared I'm suspended in the air Won't you come be in the sky with me
I always want to stay focused on who I am, even as I'm discovering who I am.
Failure isn't an option. I've erased the word fear from my vocabulary and I think when you erase fear you can't fail.
Everything you want to be, you already are. You're simply on the path to discovering it.
I'm a very positive person, but this whole concept of having to always be nice, always smiling, always happy, that's not real. It was like I was wearing a mask. I was becoming this perfectly chiselled sculpture, and that was bad. That took a long time to understand.
Iβve found that the best life has to offer is right in front of me, with my husband and child
They will say I smoked cigarettes and marijuana, cursed hoarse as a crow in all my languages, and loved morphine and Demerol and tequila and pulque, women and men. I will shrug my illusion of shoulders and answer that I am a water woman, not a vessel, not something you can sail or charter. I am instead the tributary, the river, the fluid source, and the sea itself. I am all her rainy implications. And what do you, with your rusted compass, know of love?
I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored.
Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.
She let herself love me for three minutes. Can three minutes last forever? I ask myself, but already know the answer. Probably not, I reply. But maybe they last long enough.
I think about being married again, having a home and a wife. No one can ever be married too many times, and maybe if I keep trying I'll get it right one day.
A soul trembling to sit by a hearth so bright, To exist again, itβs enough if I borrow from Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.
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